THE MAN BENEATH THE CROWN
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Chapter Five
Nora Bennett had always been good at reading people.
It was something she developed through years of editing stories.
Writers often revealed themselves through their words, even when they tried to hide between the lines.
A character’s silence.
A hesitation.
A change in tone.
All of it meant something.
And lately, Nora had started noticing the same things about Garrett Hayes.
The world saw a billionaire CEO.
A man who controlled a company worth billions.
A man who never hesitated, never apologized, and never showed weakness.
But Nora saw the moments between those carefully created images.
The tired expression when he thought nobody was watching.
The way his eyes changed when someone mentioned family.
The silence that followed certain questions.
There was a story behind Garrett Hayes.
And Nora was beginning to wonder what it was.
"You're distracted."
Nora looked up from her laptop.
Claire stood in front of her desk, holding two cups of coffee.
"I am working."
Claire placed one cup beside her.
"You're staring at the same page."
Nora looked down.
She was.
She quickly moved her mouse.
"I was thinking."
"About work?"
Nora hesitated.
Claire smiled.
"That's what I thought."
Nora sighed.
"Garrett is complicated."
Claire raised an eyebrow.
"Garrett?"
Nora immediately realized what she had said.
She cleared her throat.
"Mr. Hayes."
"Interesting."
"What?"
"You stopped calling him Mr. Hayes."
Nora looked away.
"Only because he told me to call him Garrett."
Claire smiled.
"Sure."
Nora ignored her.
But deep down, she knew Claire had noticed something she was trying not to admit.
Garrett was becoming important.
And that scared her.
At Hayes Global Holdings, Garrett sat through another long day of meetings.
Numbers.
Reports.
Decisions.
Problems that needed solutions.
This was the life he had chosen.
The life he had built.
But lately, his mind kept returning to one person.
Nora.
He didn't understand why.
She wasn't the type of woman who usually caught his attention.
She wasn't interested in luxury.
She didn't try to impress him.
She challenged him.
And somehow, that was exactly what made him curious.
Michael entered his office.
"Mr. Hayes."
Garrett looked up.
"Yes?"
"The investigation into the leaked documents has progressed."
Garrett's expression changed.
"What did you find?"
Michael placed a file on the desk.
"The information came from someone inside the company."
Garrett opened the file.
His jaw tightened.
"Are you certain?"
"Yes."
For years, Garrett had trusted very few people.
The idea that someone close to him had betrayed him confirmed everything he already believed.
Trust was dangerous.
People always had hidden motives.
That evening, Garrett arrived at his family home.
It was a place he rarely visited.
Not because he disliked it.
Because it reminded him of everything he had lost.
The large house looked exactly as it had years ago.
Beautiful.
Expensive.
Empty.
He walked inside quietly.
Memories had a strange way of returning when you least expected them.
His father's voice.
The arguments.
The pressure.
The expectations.
Everything that shaped him into the man he became.
Garrett had learned early that love in his family came with conditions.
Success was celebrated.
Weakness was criticized.
Emotions were ignored.
He remembered being young and watching his father choose business over family again and again.
He promised himself he would never become that man.
But somewhere along the way, he became close.
The next morning, Nora arrived at Hayes Global Holdings with documents for the foundation project.
She noticed immediately that something was different.
Garrett was quieter than usual.
Not his normal serious expression.
Something heavier.
She knocked on his office door.
"Come in."
She entered.
"Are you okay?"
Garrett looked up.
The question surprised him.
"I am fine."
Nora studied him.
"You always say that."
"And?"
"And I don't always believe you."
For a moment, Garrett didn't respond.
Most people avoided personal questions.
Nora walked straight toward them.
"Something happened," she said.
Garrett looked away.
"It's nothing you need to worry about."
"Maybe."
She placed the documents on his desk.
"But sometimes people don't need someone to fix their problems."
He looked at her.
"They just need someone to listen."
The room became quiet.
Because nobody had ever offered Garrett that before.
Not without wanting something in return.
"You always do that," he said.
Nora frowned.
"Do what?"
"See things other people ignore."
She smiled slightly.
"Maybe people don't look closely enough."
Garrett looked at her.
"And why do you?"
She thought about it.
"Because I know what it's like when nobody does."
Those words caught his attention.
There was pain behind them.
A pain she rarely showed.
For the first time, Garrett wondered what Nora Bennett had survived.
That evening, they worked late on the foundation project.
The office was almost empty.
The usual noise of employees had disappeared.
It was just them.
Two people who were usually surrounded by others but somehow still felt alone.
"You should go home," Garrett said.
Nora looked at the time.
"It's late."
"Exactly."
"What about you?"
"I have work."
She smiled.
"That wasn't my question."
Garrett looked at her.
For a moment, he had no answer.
Because she was right.
He always told other people to rest.
But never himself.
"Do you ever regret it?" Nora asked.
"Regret what?"
"Building this empire."
Garrett looked through the glass window at the city.
"I don't know."
She waited.
He continued.
"I wanted security."
"And did you find it?"
The question stayed with him.
Because he didn't know.
He had everything people wanted.
But security was not the same as happiness.
When Nora finally left, Garrett remained in his office.
He looked at the empty chair where she had been sitting.
A strange feeling settled in his chest.
Peace.
Something he rarely experienced.
Nora Bennett was becoming a problem.
Not because she threatened his company.
Not because she challenged his decisions.
But because she made him question everything he believed.
She made him wonder if a person could have success and still have someone to share it with.
Nora walked home that night thinking about Garrett.
Not the billionaire.
Not the CEO.
The man.
The man beneath the crown.
And for the first time, she wanted to know his story.
Not because she was curious.
But because she cared.
Neither of them realized it yet.
But the walls they had spent years building were beginning to c***k.
Slowly.
Quietly.
One honest conversation at a time.
And sometimes, the most dangerous thing was not falling in love.
It was finding someone who made you want to stop running from it.
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